Hey, YOU, yea YOU, the person in FRANCE that looks at my blog once in a while. It's cool if you read my blog and what not, but stop trying to hack into it and my other stuff. I know it was you and if you don't stop I'll reverse this game so hard that you forget that you ever had been in France. So knock it off.
Peace,
I still love you even though you're being naughty.
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Guess What?
I don't know what to blog. I feel like a blogger.
I went fishing today.
I went to Hiese to fish and I didn't catch any fish.
My friend Shawn however did catch a couple fish.
He caught some trout.
I think they might have been brown trout but I'm not totally sure because they were small.
On the way back to Idaho Falls I told Shawn a story.
If you want to know what that story was, that's too bad.
It's a secret.
But if you REALLY want to know. That's still too bad.
Go mind your own bees wax.
I went fishing today.
I went to Hiese to fish and I didn't catch any fish.
My friend Shawn however did catch a couple fish.
He caught some trout.
I think they might have been brown trout but I'm not totally sure because they were small.
On the way back to Idaho Falls I told Shawn a story.
If you want to know what that story was, that's too bad.
It's a secret.
But if you REALLY want to know. That's still too bad.
Go mind your own bees wax.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Trug a fish and a cool looking cast.
Once there was this kid named Trug who clapped his hands so much that his radius cracked.
So, he eventually went to the doctor and got a cool looking cast.
His friend at school was really really jealous of the cool looking cast.
So his friend ripped the cast off his arm and put it on his own arm.
Trug got so mad that he spazzed out and started clapping his hands again.
This time he shattered his ulna in nine places.
So, he eventually went to the doctor and got a cool looking cast.
Trug's friend became insanely jealous again, and ripped off the cast again.
Trug was so angry at his friend for stealing his casts, that he went to his friends house in the middle of the night and stole his friends bed.
His friends mom thought he deserved it and made him sleep on the floor for ten years.
After high school graduation, Trug's friend had the strongest back in the world.
Sixty years later, Trug and his friend were best friends again.
One day they went fishing together. While on the drift boat, Trug's friend pushed him out
of the boat into the water.
Apparently his friend never got over the jealousy of the cool looking casts.
Anyway, Trug is dead and his friend is still fishing.
So, he eventually went to the doctor and got a cool looking cast.
His friend at school was really really jealous of the cool looking cast.
So his friend ripped the cast off his arm and put it on his own arm.
Trug got so mad that he spazzed out and started clapping his hands again.
This time he shattered his ulna in nine places.
So, he eventually went to the doctor and got a cool looking cast.
Trug's friend became insanely jealous again, and ripped off the cast again.
Trug was so angry at his friend for stealing his casts, that he went to his friends house in the middle of the night and stole his friends bed.
His friends mom thought he deserved it and made him sleep on the floor for ten years.
After high school graduation, Trug's friend had the strongest back in the world.
Sixty years later, Trug and his friend were best friends again.
One day they went fishing together. While on the drift boat, Trug's friend pushed him out
of the boat into the water.
Apparently his friend never got over the jealousy of the cool looking casts.
Anyway, Trug is dead and his friend is still fishing.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
JK - Axe - Dynex
Just kidding about the whole "That joke isn't funny" thing... kind of.
Anyway,
Wanna do something fun? Send an email to axevandalay@gmail.com.
Or, send an email to dynexdexter@gmail.com.
Ask it anything, and it will answer with extreme wisdom.
Axe and Dynex have a litte bit different views on things but, it's still
something to do if you're REALLY bored and REALLY want to kill
some time and if you just want to get an email or something.
Peace until next time,
Nephi
Anyway,
Wanna do something fun? Send an email to axevandalay@gmail.com.
Or, send an email to dynexdexter@gmail.com.
Ask it anything, and it will answer with extreme wisdom.
Axe and Dynex have a litte bit different views on things but, it's still
something to do if you're REALLY bored and REALLY want to kill
some time and if you just want to get an email or something.
Peace until next time,
Nephi
Monday, May 3, 2010
Dear Stupid Joke,...
I would like to nominate the following style of "joke" to be retired from humor. I submit that it is no longer funny, and hasn't been funny for a long time. It is quickly becoming over used. It is the "Letters to things that can't talk back" joke.
_____________________________________________________
Examples:
Dear Chemistry Class,
I hate you. I thought you were fun at first, but then you pulled a 180 and
convinced the teacher to fail me.
Sincerely, Me
Dear Rain,
I don't know if you know this or not, but it's May. You were scheduled for
last month and last month only.
Thanks, Me
Dear Homework,
I would rather be doing something else.
Love, Me
Dear Sunshine,
Where did you go? It's been so long since we have seen each other.
Love, Me
Dear Bank Account,
I thought we were better friends than this...
Your Enemy, Me
Dear Belly,
Remember when we got along?
Fondest regards, Me
____________________________________________________
I could go on for another 9 hours with these "jokes". You can look at your news feed on Facebook at any time and you have a 99% chance at seeing one of these "jokes".
Well, I feel better now that I got that off my chest. It's been festering in my anger chamber for a while. Feel free to think those "jokes" are still funny, but don't expect me to join you.
Have a good day Peeps.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Brendan Jones O'Connor and The Madison Moondance
On YouTube, there is a young man named "Brendan Jones O'Connor".
He is absolutely hilarious. Hilarious in a different way.
I honestly can not tell if he is being serious in his videos or if
he is just really a natural screwball. The more I watch,
the more I am convinced that he is a natural screwball.
I recommend watching "Madison Moondance". Just search
that title in the browser at YouTube, and you will get to see
Sir O'Connor dancing in the moonlight to his own beat box
beats. He has serious skill. The only thing more serious than
his skills.... is how serious he is about the skills.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fwd7LNd-gvk <--------
Not sure if this link will work or not so.... anyway. Go watch him.
He is absolutely hilarious. Hilarious in a different way.
I honestly can not tell if he is being serious in his videos or if
he is just really a natural screwball. The more I watch,
the more I am convinced that he is a natural screwball.
I recommend watching "Madison Moondance". Just search
that title in the browser at YouTube, and you will get to see
Sir O'Connor dancing in the moonlight to his own beat box
beats. He has serious skill. The only thing more serious than
his skills.... is how serious he is about the skills.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fwd7LNd-gvk <--------
Not sure if this link will work or not so.... anyway. Go watch him.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Dear whoever
I forgot I had a blog. That would explain why I didn't use it forever. That combined with the fact that I never use it in the first place. Whatever.
Happy St. Patricks day. It's a green day. The sun was shining. Wow, the warm sun.
Well I bought a new toy the other day.
Wanna hear what my thought process is like for the next 2 minutes? ok.
Starting now.
The sound of they keys on the keyboard make me think of high school. I had Mrs. Sargent for a typing teacher. She always played Neil Diamond music. That's where I learned Sweet Caroline. I like that song. I can't remember why but for some reason that song makes me think of a girl riding a horse. I'm pretty sure my grandma loved horses but I can't be too sure. I think horses are cool, but not cool enough to own one. I would however love to own a lot of other things like machine guns and what not. Shawn just walked into my room. I told him I'm blogging. He says "Hey, I'm Nephi.... I'm bloggin...!.." Man. Cookies. Wow, I had quite a bit of cookies today. If I eat less cookies than I currently do, the chances of me losing weight would probably be pretty good. Lots of people think I don't need to lose weight. I think those people are just happy that I'm getting big and they want me to keep growing. There was a missionary in my mission that grew plants in cups on the window seal in his apartment. I Think he grew beans. Oh man, I think I have been typing for longer than two minutes, but I think I have only recorded the first 6 seconds of what happened in my head.
Well there you go blogger followers.
Peace out.
If you want me to keep blogging. Email me or something so that I don't forget about it so easily.
Love,
Nephi
Happy St. Patricks day. It's a green day. The sun was shining. Wow, the warm sun.
Well I bought a new toy the other day.
Wanna hear what my thought process is like for the next 2 minutes? ok.
Starting now.
The sound of they keys on the keyboard make me think of high school. I had Mrs. Sargent for a typing teacher. She always played Neil Diamond music. That's where I learned Sweet Caroline. I like that song. I can't remember why but for some reason that song makes me think of a girl riding a horse. I'm pretty sure my grandma loved horses but I can't be too sure. I think horses are cool, but not cool enough to own one. I would however love to own a lot of other things like machine guns and what not. Shawn just walked into my room. I told him I'm blogging. He says "Hey, I'm Nephi.... I'm bloggin...!.." Man. Cookies. Wow, I had quite a bit of cookies today. If I eat less cookies than I currently do, the chances of me losing weight would probably be pretty good. Lots of people think I don't need to lose weight. I think those people are just happy that I'm getting big and they want me to keep growing. There was a missionary in my mission that grew plants in cups on the window seal in his apartment. I Think he grew beans. Oh man, I think I have been typing for longer than two minutes, but I think I have only recorded the first 6 seconds of what happened in my head.
Well there you go blogger followers.
Peace out.
If you want me to keep blogging. Email me or something so that I don't forget about it so easily.
Love,
Nephi
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